บททั้งหมดของ Too Late for Forgiveness: บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

Serena sat anxiously on the long bench out in the hospital corridor as she waited for Wilson.At that moment, the staccato of footsteps sounded from down the corridor. Serena looked up to see a small group of people escorting a young woman, whose head was bandaged, in a wheelchair toward the VIP room.The young woman was none other than Candice. She spotted Serena and asked, "Serena, what are you doing here?"Serena made no reply.Candice's brows knitted together. "Serena, I'm talking to you. Hello? Why aren't you responding?""Can't you see I'm not in the mood to talk to you?" Serena snapped. Of all the people she could run into in a private hospital, it just had to be Candice. She should have checked her horoscope reading today before leaving the house.The director of the neurosurgery department and Justin brought up the rear of Candice's medical team. The former was holding Candice's tests and explaining the treatment plan to Justin.Justin listened in earnest but froze when

Not long after returning to the office, Serena received a call from the police.They informed her that the suspect she had reported had been found.However, under questioning, it came to light that the man had an intellectual disability, and the phone number she'd cited was registered to a woman with no connection to him. In short, there wasn't enough evidence to prove he was the stalker, so they released him.Serena thanked the officer and ended the call.An intellectual disability? Could someone with such a condition send those kinds of explicit messages?She wasn't sure.After thinking about it, she went downstairs to a convenience store and bought a bottle of pepper spray to keep in her bag.That evening, work was hectic, so she stayed late to finish up.Just as she was about to leave, an unknown number called.The frantic voice on the other end belonged to Mollie."Serena, it's me!""What is it?"Mollie sounded exasperated. "You're off work now, right? If you're free

Serena jerked her head to the side, and his lips landed on her cheek instead.That act of resistance completely ignited Justin. Fueled by alcohol, he lost all reason.He grabbed her chin."Not willing? Weren't you the one who used to chase after me? Serena, how did you move on so fast?"And now he was blaming her? Serena didn't bother arguing. She simply bit down hard on his hand.Justin gasped in pain, instinctively releasing her.Taking advantage of the opening, Serena swung her hand and slapped him hard across the face.Justin was stunned. "You dared to hit me?"Serena kicked him off her, scrambled up from the couch, and quickly smoothed out her wrinkled clothes."Are you sober now?"Justin didn't respond. He remained motionless, lying face-down on the floor."Justin?" Serena nudged his leg. "Stop faking."Still no reaction. Sensing something was wrong, she crouched down to check on him—only to see him clutching his stomach, his forehead drenched in sweat, his face t

Serena forced herself to stay calm."I'm the assistant to the CEO of Quade Group. If you dare to lay a finger on me, he'll track you down. You still have a chance to stop this before it's too late."The man let out a mocking laugh. "Oh? A CEO's assistant? Does that mean the big boss of Quade Group values you that much? What, are you his mistress? Have you two done it already? If I get my hands on the Quade CEO's woman, imagine how impressive that'll sound!"His vulgar words sent a wave of disgust through Serena.She spoke coldly, "So, you're the one who sent those harassing messages?""That's right. You're too damn tempting, walking in and out of the complex every day like that. I knew you were trying to seduce me!"His lecherous gaze roamed over her as he sneered. "But tell me—how did you realize I was after you?"Serena clenched her jaw. She didn't want to say anything, but to buy time, she spoke."When that homeless man grabbed me earlier, he kept muttering something. At tha

Garbage like that had no place here. It belonged where it belonged—in the trash. …After getting an IV and taking his medication at the hospital, Justin's stomach finally felt a little better.Mollie had just breathed a sigh of relief when, out of nowhere, he yanked out the IV and insisted on going home.She couldn't stop him. All she could do was grumble and drive him back to the villa. "The doctor told you a hundred times—your stomach needs rest. No drinking. But you just had to mess yourself up! Justin, ever since Serena left, you've completely lost it!"Justin leaned back against the car seat, his eyes closed. It was unclear if he was even listening.Taking advantage of his half-drunken state, Mollie kept ranting."You were so damn confident before, saying Serena would never leave you—like she couldn't live without you. Well, look at you now. I guess that confidence didn't age well, huh? "I'm not even a fan of Serena, but to be fair, this is all on you. Of all the thing